You’ve marchednTo your pomp and your circumstancenBravelynYou’re starched you’re a formal affair and InCan’t breathenYou’re smart you know all those big wordsnAnd their meaningsnBut you aren’t very good at rememberingnSmall thingsnnYou say that you love me but I ask younHow muchnSo you spread your arms wide till behind younYour thumbs touchnAnd you hold that position as I add it all upnOh, in cold hard mathematical terms you’renIn lovennSo hold me, don’t think too hard about itnWould common sense allow it?nYou wait too long and you’ll lose menJust do it when you get the urgingnOh its not rocket surgerynWhen you know you love someone it’s easynnYour book heavy head is so weighted withnDeep thoughtsnAs you lay in my lap and we struggle withnSmall talknTry writing it down but you trip onnWriters blocknSo we just “hmmm mmm mmm”nOn and on and on and onnnWe’re a pair you’re smart I’m romanticnKiss like you care your mouth is mechanicalnWords are air; over my head they blownSo blink once if you like itnAnd blink twice if you don’tnThree times, if you love itnAnd then just keep them closednnWere a pair you’re smart I’m romanticnKiss like you care your mouth is mechanicalnWords are air and over my head they blownSo blink once, once if you like and blink twicenTwice if you don’t three times, three times if you lovenIt and then just keep them closednn(Chorus X2)